Lindsey
@lindseybot3k.bsky.social
She/They | WV | 💙🏳️🌈 | ADHD
Books, Cats, Fiber Crafts, Writing
Books, Cats, Fiber Crafts, Writing
#VSS365 The doorbells rang as she entered the record store. She wasn't there looking for anything specific. Flipping through vinyls brought her a thrill-- she loved the chase of looking for something she didn't know she needed. She wanted to be hit by a wave of desire, like a child in a toystore.
November 21, 2025 at 3:27 PM
#VSS365 The doorbells rang as she entered the record store. She wasn't there looking for anything specific. Flipping through vinyls brought her a thrill-- she loved the chase of looking for something she didn't know she needed. She wanted to be hit by a wave of desire, like a child in a toystore.
#VSS365
the phone rings
and a voice picks up
thank you for calling
pick option 1 for...
option 2 for...
so on and so forth
but what's the option
to talk to a real human?
the phone rings
and a voice picks up
thank you for calling
pick option 1 for...
option 2 for...
so on and so forth
but what's the option
to talk to a real human?
November 20, 2025 at 12:00 AM
#VSS365
the phone rings
and a voice picks up
thank you for calling
pick option 1 for...
option 2 for...
so on and so forth
but what's the option
to talk to a real human?
the phone rings
and a voice picks up
thank you for calling
pick option 1 for...
option 2 for...
so on and so forth
but what's the option
to talk to a real human?
#vss365
At some point,
I stopped dreaming.
I abandoned goals.
I let myself become
a Non-Playable Character,
a Side Character,
someone here only to
serve someone else's plot,
like a doll or a puppet.
But I wished on a star,
to be a real girl once more.
and here I am, in a sad lit fic.
At some point,
I stopped dreaming.
I abandoned goals.
I let myself become
a Non-Playable Character,
a Side Character,
someone here only to
serve someone else's plot,
like a doll or a puppet.
But I wished on a star,
to be a real girl once more.
and here I am, in a sad lit fic.
November 17, 2025 at 4:43 PM
#vss365
At some point,
I stopped dreaming.
I abandoned goals.
I let myself become
a Non-Playable Character,
a Side Character,
someone here only to
serve someone else's plot,
like a doll or a puppet.
But I wished on a star,
to be a real girl once more.
and here I am, in a sad lit fic.
At some point,
I stopped dreaming.
I abandoned goals.
I let myself become
a Non-Playable Character,
a Side Character,
someone here only to
serve someone else's plot,
like a doll or a puppet.
But I wished on a star,
to be a real girl once more.
and here I am, in a sad lit fic.
#vss365
you can't take a joke
it's not that serious
it ain't that deep
we're just teasing
what's your issue
you can't handle criticism
you never talk anymore
you don't tell us anything
you don't answer the phone
what's wrong we miss you
we didn't do anything wrong
you're just stuck up
you can't take a joke
it's not that serious
it ain't that deep
we're just teasing
what's your issue
you can't handle criticism
you never talk anymore
you don't tell us anything
you don't answer the phone
what's wrong we miss you
we didn't do anything wrong
you're just stuck up
November 16, 2025 at 10:50 PM
#vss365
you can't take a joke
it's not that serious
it ain't that deep
we're just teasing
what's your issue
you can't handle criticism
you never talk anymore
you don't tell us anything
you don't answer the phone
what's wrong we miss you
we didn't do anything wrong
you're just stuck up
you can't take a joke
it's not that serious
it ain't that deep
we're just teasing
what's your issue
you can't handle criticism
you never talk anymore
you don't tell us anything
you don't answer the phone
what's wrong we miss you
we didn't do anything wrong
you're just stuck up
#VSS365
Sometimes,
all I think about is you-
me, in another universe
Trade me places
Transport me to your world
let me breathe, sing and play
have and make choices freely
instead of taking hits
from life's jagged fists
Sometimes,
all I think about is you-
me, in another universe
Trade me places
Transport me to your world
let me breathe, sing and play
have and make choices freely
instead of taking hits
from life's jagged fists
November 16, 2025 at 3:43 AM
#VSS365
Sometimes,
all I think about is you-
me, in another universe
Trade me places
Transport me to your world
let me breathe, sing and play
have and make choices freely
instead of taking hits
from life's jagged fists
Sometimes,
all I think about is you-
me, in another universe
Trade me places
Transport me to your world
let me breathe, sing and play
have and make choices freely
instead of taking hits
from life's jagged fists
#vss365
I wanna be reckless
drive too fast & drink too much
choose which bills to pay
and buy whatever i want
I've never been good at science
but I know-
this hypothetical experiment
is nothing but feckless
I wanna be reckless
drive too fast & drink too much
choose which bills to pay
and buy whatever i want
I've never been good at science
but I know-
this hypothetical experiment
is nothing but feckless
November 14, 2025 at 2:59 PM
#vss365
I wanna be reckless
drive too fast & drink too much
choose which bills to pay
and buy whatever i want
I've never been good at science
but I know-
this hypothetical experiment
is nothing but feckless
I wanna be reckless
drive too fast & drink too much
choose which bills to pay
and buy whatever i want
I've never been good at science
but I know-
this hypothetical experiment
is nothing but feckless
#vss365
you could tell the truth
but it won't do you any good
we all got your number
everyone knows the score
and a better man would admit
he did irreparable damage
to girls somewhere on an island
you could tell the truth
but it won't do you any good
we all got your number
everyone knows the score
and a better man would admit
he did irreparable damage
to girls somewhere on an island
November 14, 2025 at 1:50 AM
#vss365
you could tell the truth
but it won't do you any good
we all got your number
everyone knows the score
and a better man would admit
he did irreparable damage
to girls somewhere on an island
you could tell the truth
but it won't do you any good
we all got your number
everyone knows the score
and a better man would admit
he did irreparable damage
to girls somewhere on an island
#vss365 #poetry
shoot me with your arrow
or cover me with your wings
are you just a myth?
there's no butterflies
in my tummy
and my heart never aches
I see all the happy couples
but that's never been me
or that's the lie I tell myself
am I wrong or a liar, cupid?
or can you make me believe?
shoot me with your arrow
or cover me with your wings
are you just a myth?
there's no butterflies
in my tummy
and my heart never aches
I see all the happy couples
but that's never been me
or that's the lie I tell myself
am I wrong or a liar, cupid?
or can you make me believe?
November 12, 2025 at 10:32 PM
#vss365
i step on the scale
i measure my food
i count every calorie
i take ten thousand steps
just to make you happy
you think i'm doing this
"to be healthy"
you think you are helping
but really all you are doing
is telling me your love
is based on my body
every little piece, conditionally
i step on the scale
i measure my food
i count every calorie
i take ten thousand steps
just to make you happy
you think i'm doing this
"to be healthy"
you think you are helping
but really all you are doing
is telling me your love
is based on my body
every little piece, conditionally
November 11, 2025 at 8:03 PM
#vss365
i step on the scale
i measure my food
i count every calorie
i take ten thousand steps
just to make you happy
you think i'm doing this
"to be healthy"
you think you are helping
but really all you are doing
is telling me your love
is based on my body
every little piece, conditionally
i step on the scale
i measure my food
i count every calorie
i take ten thousand steps
just to make you happy
you think i'm doing this
"to be healthy"
you think you are helping
but really all you are doing
is telling me your love
is based on my body
every little piece, conditionally
#VSS365
I could fill a whole notebook
With sweet words all about you
In a language only spoken by us
Stolen glances across full rooms
Our fingers slipping, passing by
Your hand on my back
My lips on your neck
When & where no one knows
I could fill a whole notebook
With sweet words all about you
In a language only spoken by us
Stolen glances across full rooms
Our fingers slipping, passing by
Your hand on my back
My lips on your neck
When & where no one knows
November 11, 2025 at 2:14 AM
#VSS365
I could fill a whole notebook
With sweet words all about you
In a language only spoken by us
Stolen glances across full rooms
Our fingers slipping, passing by
Your hand on my back
My lips on your neck
When & where no one knows
I could fill a whole notebook
With sweet words all about you
In a language only spoken by us
Stolen glances across full rooms
Our fingers slipping, passing by
Your hand on my back
My lips on your neck
When & where no one knows
#vss365
You and I
You and I
Have a history
Stretched across lifetimes
Coeds sick in bar bathrooms
School girls hiding in stairwells
My hand in your hand
Your writing on my body
Boiled down to likes online
You and I
You and I
Have a history
Stretched across lifetimes
Coeds sick in bar bathrooms
School girls hiding in stairwells
My hand in your hand
Your writing on my body
Boiled down to likes online
November 7, 2025 at 6:17 PM
#vss365
You and I
You and I
Have a history
Stretched across lifetimes
Coeds sick in bar bathrooms
School girls hiding in stairwells
My hand in your hand
Your writing on my body
Boiled down to likes online
You and I
You and I
Have a history
Stretched across lifetimes
Coeds sick in bar bathrooms
School girls hiding in stairwells
My hand in your hand
Your writing on my body
Boiled down to likes online
#vss365
Taylor writes her happy songs
In sparkly gel pen
But that's what I use--
For my depressing poems
Lines that will never ever
Make this bitch famous
There's no money
In messy poetry
Unless it's accompanied
By these sick beats
Taylor writes her happy songs
In sparkly gel pen
But that's what I use--
For my depressing poems
Lines that will never ever
Make this bitch famous
There's no money
In messy poetry
Unless it's accompanied
By these sick beats
November 5, 2025 at 3:08 PM
#vss365
Taylor writes her happy songs
In sparkly gel pen
But that's what I use--
For my depressing poems
Lines that will never ever
Make this bitch famous
There's no money
In messy poetry
Unless it's accompanied
By these sick beats
Taylor writes her happy songs
In sparkly gel pen
But that's what I use--
For my depressing poems
Lines that will never ever
Make this bitch famous
There's no money
In messy poetry
Unless it's accompanied
By these sick beats
#VSS365
Go to school, just to get bullied
Go home, just to get abused
Hard to get an education
When your soul is tired
And your brain is a liar
Fives turn into eights,
Fours into nines
No one there to help you
You fall through the cracks
Go to school, just to get bullied
Go home, just to get abused
Hard to get an education
When your soul is tired
And your brain is a liar
Fives turn into eights,
Fours into nines
No one there to help you
You fall through the cracks
November 4, 2025 at 4:46 PM
#VSS365
Go to school, just to get bullied
Go home, just to get abused
Hard to get an education
When your soul is tired
And your brain is a liar
Fives turn into eights,
Fours into nines
No one there to help you
You fall through the cracks
Go to school, just to get bullied
Go home, just to get abused
Hard to get an education
When your soul is tired
And your brain is a liar
Fives turn into eights,
Fours into nines
No one there to help you
You fall through the cracks
#vss365
What a shame your dad is a whore
A libertine, parading as pious,
Standing at the pulpit
Telling everyone what is wrong
That they're going to hell
When his biggest secret is
Down the street and
On Ancestry, and 23andMe-
In a bed with women-
Not his wife- oh the hypocrisy
What a shame your dad is a whore
A libertine, parading as pious,
Standing at the pulpit
Telling everyone what is wrong
That they're going to hell
When his biggest secret is
Down the street and
On Ancestry, and 23andMe-
In a bed with women-
Not his wife- oh the hypocrisy
October 9, 2025 at 2:32 PM
#vss365
What a shame your dad is a whore
A libertine, parading as pious,
Standing at the pulpit
Telling everyone what is wrong
That they're going to hell
When his biggest secret is
Down the street and
On Ancestry, and 23andMe-
In a bed with women-
Not his wife- oh the hypocrisy
What a shame your dad is a whore
A libertine, parading as pious,
Standing at the pulpit
Telling everyone what is wrong
That they're going to hell
When his biggest secret is
Down the street and
On Ancestry, and 23andMe-
In a bed with women-
Not his wife- oh the hypocrisy
Reposted by Lindsey
Dylan inspected the wreckage, his anger rising from every little thing he saw. Twisted metal, burnt plastic, the acrid smell irritating his nose, #ash that was once human.
He’d had enough of these fools and their petty grievances. Storming back to barracks, he shot the culprit in the leg.
#vss365
He’d had enough of these fools and their petty grievances. Storming back to barracks, he shot the culprit in the leg.
#vss365
October 8, 2025 at 11:04 AM
#vss365 #poetry I dream of the day I get the call
The one that tells me you're finally gone
Maybe then I can forgive
All the days you tore into me--
Spreading me until I became pulp-
that I could only turn into paper
Thin and rough and see through
Only good enough for one solid poem.
The one that tells me you're finally gone
Maybe then I can forgive
All the days you tore into me--
Spreading me until I became pulp-
that I could only turn into paper
Thin and rough and see through
Only good enough for one solid poem.
October 3, 2025 at 2:23 PM
Reposted by Lindsey
"The barrister opened her lips with a smacking sound. “And are you planning on having sex right now?” - Discovering Nicola by @clareashton.bsky.social
Haha, brilliant!😂 Even in the face of a hot flush, Nicola's dry humour gets us every time.🙌 Poor Geeta.😅
#bookclubbook #sapphfic
Haha, brilliant!😂 Even in the face of a hot flush, Nicola's dry humour gets us every time.🙌 Poor Geeta.😅
#bookclubbook #sapphfic
October 3, 2025 at 2:12 PM
"The barrister opened her lips with a smacking sound. “And are you planning on having sex right now?” - Discovering Nicola by @clareashton.bsky.social
Haha, brilliant!😂 Even in the face of a hot flush, Nicola's dry humour gets us every time.🙌 Poor Geeta.😅
#bookclubbook #sapphfic
Haha, brilliant!😂 Even in the face of a hot flush, Nicola's dry humour gets us every time.🙌 Poor Geeta.😅
#bookclubbook #sapphfic
#VSS365 the circles under her eyes were as deep and dark as a canyon at night. No matter how much sleep she got, she woke up exhausted, for she woke up in a world without choices of her own, born to make everyone else happy with no reciprocal care. Making everyone else happy would keep her safe-
September 11, 2025 at 2:33 PM
#VSS365 the circles under her eyes were as deep and dark as a canyon at night. No matter how much sleep she got, she woke up exhausted, for she woke up in a world without choices of her own, born to make everyone else happy with no reciprocal care. Making everyone else happy would keep her safe-
Reposted by Lindsey
“awful people don’t deserve to be killed, but they don’t deserve to be praised, either” is apparently a thought too complex for the pundit mind
September 11, 2025 at 1:47 PM
“awful people don’t deserve to be killed, but they don’t deserve to be praised, either” is apparently a thought too complex for the pundit mind
#VSS365
So I'll ruminate some more
Wrapped in blankets on the floor
Pungent grease coats my hair
Too much to ask, come up for air?
So I'll ruminate again.
Knowing damn well it brings no zen.
I'll drink a bottle of wine
And wonder when peace will be mine--
So I'll ruminate.
So I'll ruminate some more
Wrapped in blankets on the floor
Pungent grease coats my hair
Too much to ask, come up for air?
So I'll ruminate again.
Knowing damn well it brings no zen.
I'll drink a bottle of wine
And wonder when peace will be mine--
So I'll ruminate.
August 29, 2025 at 3:03 PM
#VSS365
So I'll ruminate some more
Wrapped in blankets on the floor
Pungent grease coats my hair
Too much to ask, come up for air?
So I'll ruminate again.
Knowing damn well it brings no zen.
I'll drink a bottle of wine
And wonder when peace will be mine--
So I'll ruminate.
So I'll ruminate some more
Wrapped in blankets on the floor
Pungent grease coats my hair
Too much to ask, come up for air?
So I'll ruminate again.
Knowing damn well it brings no zen.
I'll drink a bottle of wine
And wonder when peace will be mine--
So I'll ruminate.
#VSS365 He was a human exclamation point and she was an interrobang- because she was the exact kind of person who would know what that is. Not because she was a manic pixie dream girl, because she used words that made people look them up in dictionaries and she asked curious, thought out questions.
August 16, 2025 at 2:36 PM
#VSS365 He was a human exclamation point and she was an interrobang- because she was the exact kind of person who would know what that is. Not because she was a manic pixie dream girl, because she used words that made people look them up in dictionaries and she asked curious, thought out questions.
#VSS365
The words slipped out of me before I could stop myself and I could not be bothered to correct them. If this lie was what I needed to say to get him to release my wings and flee his jail of a nest, I would say them over and over and over again. I would do whatever to to turn them true.
The words slipped out of me before I could stop myself and I could not be bothered to correct them. If this lie was what I needed to say to get him to release my wings and flee his jail of a nest, I would say them over and over and over again. I would do whatever to to turn them true.
August 14, 2025 at 3:44 PM
#VSS365
The words slipped out of me before I could stop myself and I could not be bothered to correct them. If this lie was what I needed to say to get him to release my wings and flee his jail of a nest, I would say them over and over and over again. I would do whatever to to turn them true.
The words slipped out of me before I could stop myself and I could not be bothered to correct them. If this lie was what I needed to say to get him to release my wings and flee his jail of a nest, I would say them over and over and over again. I would do whatever to to turn them true.
#VSS365
Wisteria ink smeared in a journal
Words scribbled out so
No one will know
Where you are going
Such a happy color
In a dichotomy with
What you are doing
Wisteria ink smeared in a journal
Words scribbled out so
No one will know
Where you are going
Such a happy color
In a dichotomy with
What you are doing
July 18, 2025 at 3:48 PM
#VSS365
Wisteria ink smeared in a journal
Words scribbled out so
No one will know
Where you are going
Such a happy color
In a dichotomy with
What you are doing
Wisteria ink smeared in a journal
Words scribbled out so
No one will know
Where you are going
Such a happy color
In a dichotomy with
What you are doing